Excerpt from the book “Frankenstein” by Mary Shelly
page 198 paperback edition
….soon slept profoundly. But sleep did not afford me respite
from thought and misery; my dreams presented a thousand
objects that scared me. Towards morning I was possessed
by a kind of nightmare; I felt the fiend’s grasp in my neck,
and could not free myself from it; groans and cries rung
in my ears. My father, who was watching over me,
perceiving my restlessness, awoke me; the dashing
waves were all around: the cloudy sky above;
the fiend was not here: a sense of security,
a feeling that a truce was established
between the present hour and the
irresistible, disastrous future,
imparted to me a kind of
calm forgetfulness, of
which the human
mind is by its
structure
peculiarly
susceptible.
Excerpt from the book “Frankenstein” by Mary Shelly
page 198 paperback edition